This is a song about "Your grandparent"

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Razor grips, laser spit

I'm fittin' shit, your hatin' it, your littleness, your genitals.

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

All the time with this glock of mines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

To take all those wrongs and make them right

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster